Chapter 109
I lifted the heavy watch on my palm and moved it up and down as if gauging its weight. I could feel his gaze staring intently as he rested his chin on my shoulder.
I turned my head left to face him. As expected, it was a dazed, vacant expression. Or rather, should I say a face stunned by a surprise attack?
Even I thought my proposal was quite shocking. Though embarrassed, I pretended to be calm.
“Wasn’t that rubbing an expression that you wanted to put it in?”
“Haah…”
Without answering, he let out a deep sigh and buried his forehead in my shoulder. His two arms crossed firmly over my chest, embracing me. As if he would squeeze with force and burst me.
I felt the pressure of his lips firmly pressed against my shoulder over the t-shirt. Playing around by biting and pulling the fabric between his teeth, he moved higher up and gently rubbed his lips against my nape where sweaty hair clung.
The hard cock that had been poking my perineum smoothly slid into the groove between my buttocks following his flexible hip movement.
“Mmm… mm…”
A moan escaped heavily on its own, as if savoring an ecstatic taste.
The sensation of the thick, hard cock sliding back and forth in a way reminiscent of intercourse easily heated up my body that still retained warmth.
When he pressed his pelvis close under my buttocks, his glans protruded above my tailbone. That was the length to begin with. I knew better than anyone that the nickname from his university days that Yujun had told me about wasn’t an exaggeration.
Before my reason shattered once more, I barely held onto my senses and held out the watch to him.
“It seems like something precious. First, let’s move this to the nightstand… and, uh…”
But my hand dropped the watch onto the mattress, falling helplessly. I had to bury my head in the sheets and bite my lower lip. Something massive had begun to split and enter my body. It was his glans.
“You need to relax.”
Biting my earlobe between his lips and working it, his roughly cracked voice whispered. As if that damn watch didn’t matter at all in this moment. His glans, thoroughly soaked with pre-cum, was smooth enough not to need gel. But regardless of that, accepting the glans was always the most difficult part.
“Hheuk, hk. Kh… hht.”
When a large-bodied beast stubbornly tried to force its way through a narrow entrance that didn’t match its size, my buttock muscles kept trying to contract involuntarily.
“Lift your head and look at me.”
I, who had been burying my forehead in the sheets, reflexively lifted my head at his voice calling me.
“Mmm, uhp.”
He pounced and immediately devoured my lips. Taking both my upper and lower lips simultaneously and sucking hard, he varied the intensity of force, working them and injecting strange stimulation. It wasn’t a romantic kiss. But what I wanted from him on this bed wasn’t romance either. Rather than romance, I wanted him to reach the unrefined, raw desire as it was.
A place I could never reach alone.
The deep, dizzying trap where the ground gives way beneath your feet that you inevitably encounter when running frantically, chased by a hunter. I wanted to tumble into that place, wanted liberation.
“Stick out your tongue.”
“……”
“Focus on the kiss. Then it’ll hurt less.”
His suggestion sounded plausible. As soon as I hesitantly stuck out just the tip, my tongue was drawn into his mouth.
“Uuuh, mm… hhup… mm.”
He pressed hard enough to make my entire tongue throb, and sucked until the root was pulled and stinging. Though I let out moans that seemed to complain of pain, it wasn’t because of pain.
His words were true.
While we shared such messy kisses—rubbing our tongues broadly together, pointing our tongue tips sharp to stab each other, alternately sucking upper and lower lips, flowing saliva into each other’s mouths—my rigid consciousness that had been concentrated on the sensation behind gradually retreated and scattered languidly.
By the time I was slowly swaying my hips on my own to match his movements, the glans had already entered inside the opening.
He was no longer gripping the base of his cock.
In the seamlessly overlapping position, he gradually moved his hips. Like dancing a slow dance. The movements creating large curves across his firm back, waist, and buttocks conveyed to me the strength and intense lust inherent in his body.
What he could show me, what he could make me experience.
I grabbed his right wrist and led it inside my t-shirt. A shallow moan flowed at the sensation of his large, spread hand embracing broadly from under my armpit.
His middle finger gently touched my nipple. The sensitive flesh was already gathered in a swollen state. After teasingly stroking the protruding small lump from bottom to top several times, he gripped it between his middle finger and thumb and applied pressure.
“Mmmmgh… hht, mm…”
Letting out a moan that dragged along the floor, I rubbed my bare legs on the sheets. As my groin spread wider, his cock pushed in a bit more. He didn’t stop the hot, intense kisses on my cheeks and ears.
His wet breath, excited because of me, seeped into my ear. Just as I turned my head to kiss him, he forcefully pulled the nipple he’d been gripping between his fingers.
“Hheuu, hk. Uuk. Ah!”
My neckline tensed taut from the thrilling pleasure. When I threw back my head, he immediately buried his lips deep in my neck and chewed as if he’d been waiting. Though it was light force that wouldn’t leave marks, it was enough to make me even more disheveled.
His right hand kept rubbing my nipple as if trying to loosen the hard core felt inside.
Pushing the sheets with my toes, I struggled somehow to release my excitement. He put more weight into pressing my body down firmly. The cock that seemed to have withdrawn slightly behind pushed in twice as deep as it had retreated.
“Hayuk, hh! That… khh…”
Whether I was trying to say something or it was just a simple cry, even I didn’t know. Since he was pressing down with his body to prevent struggling, I twisted and gripped the sheets with my hands to endure the pressure of insertion.
The continuously flowing pre-cum moistened my insides and seeped between his cock and my inner walls. The squelching of air-mixed liquid was vividly felt through the tender mucous membranes of my organs.
The deep place where neck and ear connected, nipples and chest, and the groin and more secret areas hidden inside it.
Chased by stimulation applied simultaneously to places no other’s touch would reach, I was breathlessly driven toward the hunter’s trap.
His movements going in and out gradually picked up speed. My body was full of heat, feeling like a balloon inflated to maximum capacity. Every time his cock pulled back and penetrated, I felt the precariousness of bursting.
The viscosity wasn’t as sufficient as when using gel. But the sensation of intercourse was that much clearer. Twisting his waist this way and that, he laboriously forced his way inside. The inner walls wrapped around him felt thin from being stretched to the maximum. It was nonsense, but… that’s how it felt.
“Mmm. Mm… hup. Kh…”
His pelvis finally pressed against my buttocks. Pubic hair rubbed roughly against the underside of my buttocks. Perfectly interlocked as one, this time he didn’t control his weight.
It was a continuous series of being pierced, torn apart, and having my most vulnerable parts forcibly rubbed.
With his chest pressed close to my back, he moved exactly his lower body rapidly. The weight that made breathing slightly uncomfortable, that heavy pressure covering and pressing down on me made excitement climb even more steeply.
The slapping created by his groin hitting the flesh of my buttocks and the regularly controlled rough breathing his lips pressed to my ear expelled.
“Hheeuuu… hh…”
I could only lie sprawled and moan like a beaten animal. The sensation of climax flickered right in front of me once again. Soon, I felt like I would reach it soon. If he just thrust strongly about three more times…
The moment my toes tensed with anticipation, he lifted me by embracing my stomach. As I was pulled up, I drooled saliva onto the sheets. I tried to support my body by pressing my hands on the sheets, but my elbows felt like they would buckle at any moment.
“Haeu, hh… hoo… hk…”
While I was trying to come to my senses, he pushed my t-shirt up toward my shoulders. He meant for me to take it off. The sweat-soaked clothing didn’t come off easily. Only after turning my hair into a bird’s nest did the t-shirt end up sprawled next to the wristwatch.
The inside-out removed clothing seemed to be looking at us now. Us, revealing our unpurified, private underside.
“Hahh, hk!”
As if he couldn’t tolerate even a moment of other thoughts, he thrust the cock that had withdrawn back deeply. As the inner walls that had clung together from being pushed out split apart again at once, I trembled in all my limbs.
His arm firmly caught my upper body that was about to collapse. The arm embracing my chest pulled my upper body backward.
“What, what are you trying to do…”
We stood supported by our knees on the sheets, connected as one by his cock. As the position changed, the angle of rubbing changed and my insides were newly torn apart.
“I can’t… stay standing right now.”
He seemed unable to hear my words. His hand that had been rubbing my cheek with his lips and briefly caressing my chest slid downward. Gently scratching my pubic hair with his fingertips before going lower, he supported my cock on his palm. When he lightly tapped it up, the erect thing nodded heavily.
“Haeu, hh… uh.”
From the stimulation applied in front, I unconsciously clenched the back wildly.
“This is standing up properly though? You rubbed this against the sheets earlier, didn’t you?”
“Hheut!”
I had no time to answer. Suddenly pulled down by force, my center of gravity shifted backward. Still connected to him, I sat down on the mattress. The cock slipped out from the sudden, violent movement. To insert it again, he gripped the base of his cock and roughly rubbed the glans under me.
“Wa-wait… I don’t have strength. Just a little, let me rest a bit…”
“Yeah, rest. Hyung doesn’t have to do anything.”
Hot, wet lips traced my neck, whispering with heat. The hole was obviously still open. Yet he didn’t push in all at once, deliberately making me anxious by scratching here and there underneath.
Though I said let’s rest, I couldn’t understand why the empty space below was becoming impatient. While rubbing his arm that embraced my chest, paradoxically, I was moving my hips.
“Hheu, hh… hh…”
His thing, erect to complete hardness beyond firmness, roughly forced its way in while spreading the narrowly opened gap wide. My upper body jumped from the suffocating pressure.
My throat was so parched that just moaning felt like it was scratching my throat. I tried gathering and swallowing the saliva in my mouth, but swallowing wasn’t easy, like trying to swallow several pills at once.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
